Dear Diary, This morning a rug idea I had been thinking of got reinforced by nature. I got dressed first thing, and went out into the yard to walk around. I have been treadmilling because of the icy roads, and lots of snow, but this morning the fresh air was calling. As I walked towards the woods on the edge of the yard, I saw two crows squawking madly. Nothing odd about that I thought. Then I saw what the fuss was about, they were driving a hawk away from their nest. Someone told me lately that the hawk and crow are mortal enemies. The hawk was so close I could see the tan turn to white in his wings. It was an exciting minute.
Then I remembered that little black skirt (the one that blew up over my head on Church street…I’ll tell you later) that I bought on Duckworth street in St. Johns a few years ago. It has a ragged cut on the bottom and there are a few birds flying around on it. Then I thought about a rug, or bit of paper I saw recently with birds in flight. Then I thought about my big red rug. Then I thought about the red background on the rug that Katherine who works with me is making. Then I thought “birds in flight idea” that you scratched down on the phone book. Then I I thought birds in flight…red background. Then I came in had my tea, read the paper, did a little computer work, and put it in the back of my mind. Around ten thirty I played with the idea in my sketch book, and drew it onto my frame. That is how design happens. You are observant of what is around you. You make notes. You let one thought lead to another. Let your mind run freely and uninterupted, and see what emerges. It is really about putting two, and two, and two together. Design is all about taking great ideas that already exist and putting them together in a new way, your way.


Deanne- I just love this entry. It describes how my mind works so often! Once you “click” into a way of seeing, your mind just goes to a creative sweet spot that helps you pull inspiration and resources together!
On a different note, on the edge of my neighborhood (in farming river valley) there are some very tall trees that have hawk’s nests. Every spring some fledglings start screaming madly for more and more food, and eventually start soaring out from the nest. There are many crows here (corn!) and there are Red Baron-like dogfights overhead between the crows and the hawks – coming together with beating wings, loud bird war whoops, and sometimes crashing together onto the ground (though they always seem to fly away unharmed – like teenagers in West Side Story). The hawks and the jets!
Thank you so much for your diary entries. I savor each one.
Debbie
I live in town and there is a small strip mall about 1 mile away. Coming out of a grocery there two days ago, I heard heard and then saw two apparently furious crows dive bombing a very large and proud hawk sitting and surveying the neighborhood. He looked oblivious to the crow threats, but ultimately, in his own time, flew off to a quieter neighborhood. We see alot of hawks sitting in trees or on telephone poles here in the countryside–but they are unusual in town neighborhoods. I enjoy seeing them though–they have such a dignified, stately posture.